Alice Week was just one of those five-day weeks, that's all. I'd rather spread such fineness out over many months. Actually, I got distracted; I thought some unrelated pictures were interesting. You know, why wait 'till next Monday. I may go out later and get hit by a car and never have the chance to share these:
Slurp slurp slurp! Yes, I'm an oral-minded person. If that surprises you, may I recommend every other blog on the internet?
It's a big part of my nature to be willfully, gleefully perverse; otherwise, I'm a pretty kindhearted and gentle person. One friend of mine ends every description with "don't worry though, he's a gentleman."
With friends, I've often shared a love for the more fanciful side of pop culture, particularly old cartoons and Disney parks, music, and movies. I also like characters from old children's literature. Sometimes the interest crosses over into sexual territory. It's just the result of a high level of dedication to a cultural ideal.
I'm not a furry, and I've never met one, but I have nothing against them. I'm also not a pedophile, a zoophile, or anything else like that, but I do advocate a little scene-setting, perhaps a bit of role playing, and other things that can liven up the relationships of consenting adults. A fetish is a sort of shorthand that makes the less rational side of life easily accessible in an overly rationalized world, and which can serve as a quick reminder to a couple of what a relationship is about.
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